The Seasons of Her Year II

Thomas Hardy (1840–1928) · 1901

iambic tetrameter · ABABAB · 6 lines · from Poems of the Past and the Present

O ’tis a fine May morn, they say,And blooms have blown;But wild and wintry is my day,My birds make moan;For he who vowed leaves me to payAlone—alone!

Words in this poem

morn n.
The first part of the day; the morning; -- used chiefly in poetry. [OE. morwen, morgen, AS. morgen; akin to D. morgen, OS. morgan, G. morgen, Icel. morginn, morgunn, Sw. morgon, Dan. morgen, Goth. maúrgins. Cf. Morrow, Morning.]
wintry a.
Suitable to winter; resembling winter, or what belongs to winter; brumal; hyemal; cold; stormy; wintery. [AS. wintrig.]

Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.

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Form and metre

The Seasons of Her Year II is 6 lines in a single stanza. It rhymes ABABAB. The metre is iambic tetrameter, measured from the stress the words themselves fix (confidence 94%). 100% of its stressed syllables fall where the metre puts the beat. The lines average 6.0 syllables.

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Rhyme words, stanza by stanza

The word that ends each line, lettered by the rhyme it makes; a dash is a line whose rhyme the dictionary could not confirm.

  1. 1 ABABAB sayA · blownB · dayA · moanB · payA · aloneB
Scansion, line by line

Each line with its syllable count and the stresses the words themselves fix: / stressed, ˘ unstressed, · a syllable the word leaves free and the metre decides. Read against iambic tetrameter. How this is done.

LineSyl.Stress
O ’tis a fine May morn, they say,8········
And blooms have blown;4····
But wild and wintry is my day,8···/˘···
My birds make moan;4····
For he who vowed leaves me to pay8········
Alone—alone!4˘/˘/

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